The Qing soldiers were divided by the commander and formed a square formation, surging forward like a sea of ​​storms. The bandits formed a formation like a long snake, shuttled back and forth in the army, cutting the tightly-bounded camp into pieces. Several bandits surrounded a Qing army and attacked them together, making the generals attacked from both sides, making it difficult to take care of each other from the head to the tail, and the situation was difficult.

Lu Qian waved his long whip and attacked Li Yijie. Li Yijie had no time to help, so he had to draw out his long sword to block it. Lu Qian's long whip was agile and could attack several vital points with one move. Li Yijie first took the defensive moment, see where his whip came from, and swung his sword to the ward. Lu Qian's arm circled and rolled his whip to his waist. Li Yijie jumped up his legs, and the whip tip "bang" on the ground, causing several pieces of gravel to collapse.

As soon as Li Yijie landed, his right shoulder sank, and his long sword slid and stabbed his wrist. Unexpectedly, it was extremely hard, and Lu Qian had already worn a pure steel wrist guard. This sword failed to stab him with weapons, and he was already whipped heavily on his shoulder. Li Yijie was wearing protective armor, but fortunately he did not see any blood, but he was shocked by his internal force.

Lu Qian's long whip became more and more urgent as he danced. Li Yijie only saw the light and shadow in front of him, and unconsciously had many whips on his body. He knew that it would be a big deal to go on for a long time. He remembered that he had heard from his master that "no move is better than a move", and he could not fully experience it until now. The situation in front of him was urgent, so he was a bet, closed his eyes, listened to the whip whip, and tried his best to distinguish it from the sound of the wind. He heard that the origin of the whip had a certain rule, not without traces. He listened to the discernment, and at a certain point, his heart lit up: "It's here! This is the center of the whip ring!" He immediately thrust his sword straight.

Lu Qian was slightly shocked. Relying on his deep martial arts foundation, he responded quickly. His wrist was shaken, and the long whip swung and climbed up, surrounding him, wrapping up Li Yijie's long sword.

Li Yijie tried his best to regain his strength, and Lu Qian's fingers increased force at the same time. He pressed the upper end and then placed on the periphery, taking up a little more dominance. Li Yijie refused to let go, and his body was pulled forward a little. He suddenly waved his palm in an eager manner and slapped Lu Qian's left rib. Lu Qian still held the long whip in his right hand, and his left hand was in the same direction to fight against the enemy, which was quite awkward and pressed against Li Yijie's palm. Li Yijie's mind suddenly changed and suddenly remembered the secret of the internal power of the Shadow Sect. When he looked through the secret book, he had memorized this mantra well and had not forgotten it yet. He raised his breath according to the law, his whole body was filled with blood. He shouted loudly, and a vigorous true energy burst out from his palm.

Lu Qian knew something was wrong, so he leaned over and jumped, kicking his feet in Li Yijie's chest. With the strength of his palm, he turned out somersaults backwards, and the long whip was used to pull away the sword blade. This skill was too strong. Although Lu Qian jumped backwards by himself, most of them were still pushed out. After landing, he took a few steps back, slid his right foot and kicked on the ground, balancing the center of gravity, and then stood firm.

The one-armed young man stood aside, with three poisonous caltrops in his hand. Seeing that Lu Qian was suffering a loss, he raised his hand and was about to throw it towards Li Yijie's back. Lu Qian raised his hand and said, "Jiahua, you retreat!" The one-armed young man was unwilling to say, "The Master of the Great Village..."

Lu Qian shouted, "I said to retreat! I will deal with Li Yijie, this king is enough for me alone." He turned his hand to stroke his chest, feeling the fluctuations in his body gradually stopped, and he was no longer seriously. He straightened his body and sneered, "Li Yijie, you have always shouted slogans so loud that you often despise evil demons and heretics, but when you fight with me, you must use the martial arts of the Demon Sect to gain the upper hand, and you don't feel ashamed of it? Why, is your Huashan Sect's kung fu not useful?"

The internal strength of the Demon Cult is aimed at quick success, but with Li Yijie's level at that time, he was not enough to bear the sudden and powerful internal force. Therefore, every time he exercised his power, he would feel the qi and blood stirring in his body, which would explode his chest, making him dizzy and in great pain. After barely suppressing it six years ago, he kept restraining himself and never used it until he had to. Therefore, he had nothing to do for many years. This time he responded in an emergency and was kicked by Lu Qian, which was even more injured and could not speak.

Lu Qian saw that his face turned pale and sweat beads oozing from his forehead. He guessed that he might have suffered a backlash and sneered: "Hahaha, what's wrong? Li Yijie, he only had a pair of small shoes, but he wanted to stuff such a big foot into you. The shoes were to be broken, right? Who told you to be greedy?" He took advantage of the situation and did not give Li Yijie a breath, and waved his long whip and attacked him again.

Li Yijie reluctantly raised his sword and tried his best to concentrate his dizzy vision. He felt that his arms were heavy as if they were filled with lead. He was exhausted. He just wanted to find a big bed and lie down quietly to rest. At this time, he barely fought and was upset in his heart. He said, "Master Lu, I know that you have a grudge against me for the secret book. But my original intention was to destroy the secret book and prevent this harmful thing from spreading to the world. It was you and Xueer who tried their best to persuade me to know yourself and your enemy and win every battle. When I was practicing, I never avoided you. I have always been referring to you with you, but why are you... you..."

Lu Qian shouted, "There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Have you never heard of it? There is only one first in the world, that is, this king. How can I allow you to go hand in hand with me? Hum?" He spoke, but the long whip was still attacking, and he could not help but speak. Li Yijie said, "Everyone has different qualifications and good deeds. Even the same brothers who practice martial arts together will have their own strengths in the future. Why do you hold a grudge against me? You stole a fake secret book when you were so panicked, so why did you blame me?"

Lu Qian said, "Okay, then you hand over the real secret book!" Li Yijie said, "The secret book is still in Huashan. Since the Heroes Conference, it has been kept by my master..." Lu Qian sneered, "Great! This king's treasure secret book and treasure Xueer are on your master's side. It seems that the proposal to attack Huashan is inevitable!" As he said, he whipped Li Yijie's head, and his right foot tripped under his feet, and suddenly said, "Li Yijie, you can look up and see how vulnerable your subordinates are surrounded by the lineup of my Qingtian Village?"

As the head coach, Li Yijie came, although he had no close friendship with his subordinates, but he was still very concerned. He quickly turned his head and saw that the battle formation was shrinking and smaller, lying all over the ground, wearing many Qing soldiers' clothing, and only a few people were killed in Qingtianzhai. However, the bandits were still in love and always surrounded and attacked in an orderly manner according to the original tactics. Li Yijie's blood was thriving, as if suddenly there was a force, and the long sword covered a layer of golden light, eager to enter the formation to save people.

Lu Qian said, "Don't distract yourself, your opponent is me." The long whip chased him tightly, not giving him a chance to escape. Li Yijie was worried and anxious, and was distracted, and was hit by several whips. After the light of the light, he glanced at a general who rushed out of the formation with blood all over his body, as if he was a wise man, and rushed towards Li Yijie. The bandits did not chase him and were still standing firmly in the formation to massacre.

Ji Du shouted, "Military Li, I can't beat him... I can't beat him, what should I do?" Li Yijie thought that Ji Du was domineering before, so he would ask him for advice on his strategy at this time, and it was obvious that the situation was indeed extremely dangerous. However, the Qingtian Village had not yet settled, and it was difficult to explain when he reported his life. He was afraid that Shen Shiyun would be dissatisfied, so he frowned and hesitated and hesitated.

The one-armed young man shouted, "If you can't beat it, just surrender!" Three poisonous caltrops flew towards Jidu. Li Yijie rushed forward and waved his sword to spread it, but he didn't have much effort. He felt that the one-armed young man was very light and seemed to have little internal strength. Now he didn't care whether he was shining with the soft persimmon, he raised his palm and slapped it out. The young man was slow to dodge and was hit in his chest.

Li Yijie saw that his clothing was only under Lu Qian, so he couldn't guess clearly. With his mediocre martial arts, how could he be the second in command of the parody? But this matter has nothing to do with him, so there is no need to think about it. Capturing the king first, you can capture the second king, or you can also be a little intimidating. He cut his calves into his calves with one sword, and at the same time reached out to grab it. Suddenly, he was whipped on his back, and Lu Qian said coldly: "Mr. Li, you have an old problem again. Didn't I remind you before?" The long whip rolled up Ji Du's neck, pulled him up, and threw him out.

Seeing Lu Qian protecting the second village leader, Li Yijie also felt responsible as the head coach. He ran so hard that he held Ji Du before he landed. However, he was already in strength and was shaking. Lu Qian chased him closely behind, whipped out with a whip, and shouted: "Learn down!"

Li Yijie's legs were already weak and weak, and after his fierce attack, he bent his knees and threw them down. Lu Qian stepped onto his chest and sneered: "Li Yijie, are you convinced? I thought that after learning the Kung Fu of the Demon Sect, you could show off your might in front of me? Not to mention that you are so half-baked, even if the leader of the Demon Sect came in person, I would beat him all over the ground for his teeth. Do you want backbone or death?"

Li Yijie had his true energy swelled inside, and his feet were on his chest outside, and he was squeezing from both sides, and he was suffering. Ji Du hurriedly said, "I want... I'm dead!" Lu Qian sneered, "Very good, if you have a way in heaven, you don't have to leave, and it's not a big king who missed the way of hospitality. Take your remaining soldiers and weak generals, hurry up and roll down Taihang Mountain with your tails, and never attack for life. Did you hear it?" Ji Du said, "I heard, I heard." Lu Qian sneered, whistled into the formation, and said, "Stop! Li Yijie has already admitted defeat. Our Qingtian Village takes compassion as our heart, and let them live a life."

Li Yijie covered his chest and struggled to get up. His eyes were still dark. Seeing his subordinates who were supporting each other, he silently planned that this battle was more than half the loss, and the Qing soldiers fought in all directions, and perhaps they had never fought such a cowardly battle. When he went down the mountain, he was ridiculed by the generals, which had become a trivial matter, but he was worried that he could not explain it to Shen Shiyun. But if he insisted on not leaving, it would be a complete death to send everyone's lives, which would be of no help. In an instant, there was a kind of sadness that he wanted to cry but no tears. The generals didn't even look at him, and each supported him to walk. Li Yijie leaned on the ground with the tip of his sword and staggered down the mountain.

The Qing soldiers came with majesty and left in a weak position. Lu Qian stood in the square, with awesome spirit. He ordered the bandits to count the number of casualties and wounded people and lift the body. He also asked someone to hold a banquet to celebrate the great victory of the battle. The one-armed young man shouted: "The Lord of Lu Dazhai is very powerful in martial arts and is invincible in the world!" The bandits shouted in unison, praising Lu Qian and calling the Qing soldiers and generals who had not yet walked away.

Lu Qian laughed, accepted the worship calmly, and said, "Brothers, you follow me, I guarantee you are a good person and a spicy drink! What are the mere Qing soldiers? Sooner or later, we will attack the Forbidden City and sit on the real dragon chair!" This made us even more motivated.

Lu Qian turned to the one-armed young man and said, "Jiahua, you just got hit by Li Yijie, isn't it wrong?"

The young man was named Cheng Jiahua, who was Cheng Jiaxuan's lost brother. When he was young, he loved Chen's cousin Xiangxiang. The elders of both sides had the intention of making a marriage contract on his behalf, but unexpectedly became hasty. Chen Xiangxiang met Chu Menglin, a lady from the Demon Cult, and was disfigured by her. Unfortunately, she fell into the hands of the officers and soldiers. Shen Shiyun was trying her best to destroy the Jiying Sect. After learning about her true identity, she not only refused to let her go, but instead used her to use her to lure the rebels into the face.

While parading, Cheng Jiahua and his uncle took a desperate bet and took the Chen family's servants to rob the prison car. They were outnumbered in the battle, but they still failed to rescue them. At this time, the rebels of the Jiying Sect suddenly appeared and took him away. After asking about the rough passage from him, they left him alone. Cheng Jiahua asked Jiang Liechen to try to save Chen Xiangxiang, but was rejected on the spot. He was full of anger and resentment, so he joined the rising Qingtian Village at that time with the mentality of "being good at snorkelling under the big tree" and became the master.

He had learned martial arts by the head of Kongtong, but he was half of his disciple. When Lu Qianyi was trapped in killing his master, he fought with the head of Kongtong, and made an exception to accept him as his disciple and appointed him as the second chief.
Chapter completed!